I was stopped in my tracks at the sight of that response. If he was not going to accept assistance, what were we expected to do for him? That brought ...nother question to mind: if he doesn’t want help, why did he come to this place?I wasn’t enamored about approaching a wild b**st that showed only aggression to anyone who dared to get close. But, the people were encouraging me. I stood about ten feet in front of the others and looked at the a****l. It was one thing to be thought of in such a. He is not studying. All day cartoon and stuff”, mom grumbled actually lied. I was lonely, watching my mom getting fucked. Nobody helped me to do my homework. Somebody else drank my part of breast milk. I was not old enough to tell all this.That night Ashok and dad ate dinner and got drunk. Dad and mom slept in the bedroom, while I took the sofa and Ashok got the guest room.I felt somebody lifted me and made me sleep on a mattress on the floor.I heard some voices as my sleep succumbed.“shhh…why. “What are you going to tell your lady Judy about this tomorrow?” Kerri asks “Judy told me me we could have our way with you as long as I told her all about it on the phone next day.”“Are you going to tell her that I licked your roaring erection all over?”“I will tell her that you had me in such a state of sexual excitement that I could not hold out any longer.“Especially when I wanted to suck and pleasure your man’s cock from the moment I walked in the door and he flaunted it for my. Every curve of my body was held in the cockles of my bedding. The swell of my breasts rose and fell with every shaky breath. It had been ages since I had last spent time exploring my own body. My trembling fingers slid down my body. Starting at the top of my neck they danced down the length of my shoulders before dipping between my blushing D cup breasts. Taking a moment I moved the tip of my fingers around the hardened pink nubs of my nipples. They stood at definite attention, begging for some.